Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

Chu Qianqian asked about the concerns in her heart, and stuck out her tongue apologetically.

Although she knew that Bo Jingxing was the son of the Bo family, the headquarters of the Bo family was far away in the capital.

Judging from Bao Jingxing's initial statement, he and that third master Wei only met each other a few times...

And she just severely offended the bastard father and son, if not, she should ask Chu Xiannian to come forward to save the situation?

With question marks all over her head, Chu Qianqian started the game worriedly.

Slender fingers tapped the button, she looked at the Mohawk-headed game character on the screen, and heard Bao Jingxing's deep and elegant voice: "If he doesn't come, what are you going to do?"

Chu Qianqian's liver trembled a little, and the movement of the joystick hesitated a little, and her character immediately lost one-third of its health.

Concentrating on the game again, she thought about it and said, "This is the [-]th floor. There are security guards at the door. It is impossible to escape secretly. Why don't you just call the police?"

"Calling the police can allow the hotel owner to release him, but he can't punish the young man for what he did." Bao Jingxing looked at her amusedly: "Are you willing?"

Thinking of the dog coming to apologize and not forgetting to harass her, Chu Qianqian pressed the game controller very unhappy, and said aggrievedly: "It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge, as long as it doesn't hurt you."

Speaking of this, Chu Qianqian suddenly realized: "Ah, no wonder you didn't let me call the police just now."

"Ah."

Bao Jingxing's gaze was on the screen again, and he said calmly, "Since Miss Chu is the person I'm trying to date, of course I have to be responsible to you."

responsible for something...

Chu Qianqian nodded uncomfortably, her snow-white cheeks became hot.

She was not an idiot, even though she knew she was pretty, she didn't believe that Bao Jingxing would fall in love with her at first sight.

So, everything he does is playing the role of boyfriend, and she has experienced his tenderness and calmness, and really wants to turn the role-playing game into reality.

Secretly thinking about how to defeat Bao Jingxing, Chu Qianqian looked at the bikini-wearing female character on the screen, and decisively chose a detour.

When she was abroad in the past, she never dated a gentle and elegant boyfriend, nor did she have friends like Bao Jingxing.

According to the standard that things of a kind gather and people are divided into groups, the real Chu Qianqian will definitely not be favored by Bao Jingxing. She has to hide her nature and act carefully!

Firmly remembering the eight-character mantra, Chu Qianqian moved aside without a trace, keeping a distance from the man like a lady, lest he see through her mind.

Taking a full view of Chu Qianqian's small movements, Bao Jingxing was thoughtful, wondering if his answer dissatisfied her.

After deliberating for a while, he gave an affirmative answer: "Don't worry, Wei San will come."

"Huh?...Oh."

Chu Qianqian blinked, almost forgetting about it.

Since the bastard father and son would not rush into the room to cause trouble, she was happy to seize the opportunity to be alone with Bao Jingxing, and hoped that the third master Wei would come as slowly as possible.

however.

Her wish was quickly shattered.

There was another knock on the door, but this time it was very polite compared to the chaotic noise before.

Chu Qianqian was about to open the door.

Bao Jingxing put his hand on her shoulder and opened the door himself.

Outside the door, the bastard father and son went back and forth, looking at Bao Jingxing with complicated expressions.

They were followed by a few ferocious men, not so much for protection as for blocking their escape.

In addition, the uncle in Tang suit stood in the most eye-catching position with a smile, and said respectfully: "Mr. Bo, after receiving your notice, I, someone from Wei, rushed over at the first time. Unfortunately, I was a little far away. You forgive me, forgive me."

At this moment, Chu Qianqian came up behind Bao Jingxing on tiptoe, and looked at the stranger at the door.

Mr. Wei?
Listening to the honorific name, he is an old Jianghu, but he speaks and acts like a shrewd businessman, which can really convince the bastard father and son.

Bao Jingxing nodded slightly, and asked calmly, "Wei San, have you heard what happened?"

"I heard that it's all the fault of Zheng Jiawen and his son!"

Frowning in righteous indignation, Third Master Wei slapped Zheng Jiawen in the face, "Bastard, I told you that your son caused trouble, now he's healed, why don't you quickly kneel down to Mr. Bo and beg him to forgive him?"

The crisp slap was firm and firm, Zheng Jiawen's face was livid, he gritted his teeth and dared not speak.

He used decades to earn hundreds of millions of dollars, but he just didn't want to live a life of watching people's faces. He didn't expect that today is not even better than before!

Thinking silently in his heart that if he can't bear it, he will make a big conspiracy, Zheng Jiawen pulled the corner of his lips with difficulty, and spit out a mouthful of bloody saliva: "Xuan Yi, apologize to Mr. Bo immediately!"

Seeing his father being beaten helplessly, Zheng Xuanyi was dumbfounded.

Hearing that his father really asked him to kneel down and admit his mistakes to Bao Jingxing, unbelievable panic and anger welled up in his heart at the same time.

Staring blankly at Third Master Wei, who was acting as a peacemaker, Zheng Xuanyi said angrily in a hoarse voice: "Third Master, my dad just gave you 200 million, isn't it too fast for you to turn your back on it..."

Before he finished speaking, Zheng Jiawen's face changed, and he kicked him to the ground: "Shut up, how much trouble are you going to cause me?"

"Eh?" Wei Sanye raised his hand and scratched his ears, the expression on his face was still smiling, but the smile didn't reach his eyes: "Boy, your father has nothing to say, so it's your turn to talk?"

Zheng Xuanyi involuntarily threw himself at Bao Jingxing's feet, staring at the man's handmade leather shoes, and clenched his fists angrily.

Bao Jingxing was still too lazy to look at him, and just said to Wei Sanye: "I will leave this matter to you, and you will explain the follow-up matters to Miss Chu."

As he spoke, he gently pushed Chu Qianqian to the front: "Miss Chu, tell Wei San your number."

Chu Qianqian was a little flustered, and said at a loss: "This is not very good..."

Although she really wanted to see the bastard father and son being punished with her own eyes, Zheng Xuanyi had already knelt in front of her. Even if he didn't do it willingly, in her opinion, it was acceptable and there was no need to pursue it any further.

"Miss Chu, this is your compensation." Wei Sanye took out the check with a smile, and said meaningfully: "Of course, this is just the beginning."

He stared blankly at the check that more than doubled the amount.

Chu Qianqian was at a loss, looking back at the handsome and elegant man, "Jing Xing, I'm not angry anymore..."

"This is the compensation you deserve." Taking the check from Wei San with both hands for her, Bao Jingxing folded it and stuffed it into her pocket: "Don't you have something to do in the afternoon? There is still time to go shopping for clothes."

"Ah, yes!"

Suddenly remembering what she had forgotten, Chu Qianqian took out her phone and checked the time, "There is still an hour and a half left."

Bao Jingxing smiled slightly, "Let's go."

Chu Qianqian followed him and took two steps, looking back at the smiling Mr. Wei, "That...the phone number..."

"what ever."

"..."

Chu Qianqian thought about it and thought that such a punishment was very appropriate.

Without giving out her mobile phone number, she hurriedly bid farewell to Mr. Wei, and turned to catch up with Bao Jingxing.

The two left the hotel together, and the sun was shining outside.

Sitting in Bao Jingxing's car, Chu Qianqian took out her mobile phone to search for nearby shopping malls: "Jing Xing, wear black or white for ancestor worship? Which one is better?"

"black."

Giving a concise suggestion, Bo Jingxing took her to the nearest international shopping mall, "Go, I'll wait for you here."

"Ok!"

It was only less than an hour and a half, so there was definitely no room for choice in clothes.

Chu Qianqian ran into the mall, casually found a simple and capable black suit, and changed directly in the fitting room of the mall.

The service lady held the clothes she had taken off and secretly scanned the tags on them with her mobile phone.

So, when Chu Qianqian reappeared after changing her clothes, the service lady smiled like a flower, "Miss, your complexion is so fair, any color suits you well, we have a new style here..."

"No, no need."

Chu Qianqian didn't want Bao Jingxing to wait too long, so she swiped her card to pay the bill.

Seeing that the benefactor didn't intend to book the place, the waitress said resentfully, "Okay, I'll help you wrap up the changed clothes..."

"No, just throw it away for me."

As she said that, Chu Qianqian glanced sideways and saw another set of clothes in the cupboard.

The elegant color is like violet petals, the design is very simple and generous, just looking at it makes people feel gentle.

Regardless of the astonished gaze of the waitress, Chu Qianqian's heart moved, and she stepped forward to look at the size, "Add this set, and pay by card."

Fifteen minutes later, she appeared in Bao Jingxing's car with a completely new look.

Because she was going to participate in the ancestor worship, Chu Qianqian's delicate face was without makeup, and matched with the small black suit, it gave people a completely different impression.

Bao Jingxing glanced at her indifferently, without commenting on her new image.

Watching the man drive towards the cemetery where the funeral was held, Chu Qianqian looked at her clothes uneasy, wondering if she was not suitable for such a style.

Hesitating to speak, she looked at the man beside her. She wanted to ask him for his opinion, but it was suddenly difficult to speak.

According to Bao Jingxing's gentleman, even if she looks ugly, she still says she looks good, right?
Feeling the mood of facing a straight man, Chu Qianqian fiddled with the corner of her clothes, raised her hand to touch her waist-length hair, and planned to dye it back to black sometime.

He seemed to sense her unspoken uneasiness.

Bao Jingxing stepped on the brakes before the red light, took a moment to glance at her, and said softly, "Miss Chu is more suitable for black than I thought."

A few simple words immediately reassured Chu Qianqian.

Rubbing her grandmother's gray hair again, she was going to pretend to be a good girl before night fell.

Along the way, Bao Jingxing didn't speak.

Chu Qianqian nestled quietly in the leather seat, holding a mobile phone and chatting with friends who were thousands of miles away.

Slender fingers fiddled with the phone.

She seized the opportunity of Bao Jingxing to drive seriously, and quietly took a picture of him.